Trust me. I only want you

(…)

“Nonsense!” Hayden seethed and quickly left angrily. He was definitely done with all of his friends.

He returned to the sofa he was sitting on while sulking. He was about to sit down when he noticed that something had changed. All his fruit had disappeared, which was certainly his stupid friends' handiwork. Now, he was over done!

Hayden massages his forehead tiredly while pointing at the four, who pretend not to be aware of Hayden's dilemma.

“You are all nothing but pure jerks.” Hayden sighed and downheartedly began to trot back to his room. “I miss Zenos. Always taking care of me, unlike my jerk friends, who used every chance they had to bully me. Scummy men.” He mumbled, but his words were clearly loud enough for them to hear while walking the stairs.

“Alright, you can leave; we won't miss you.” Mason chimed in with a snort, which made Hayden give him the middle finger expressionlessly. “Jerk!” Hayden conveyed.

“Hayden, are you sure you don't want to cut another fruit?” Phili